Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomu asked her curiously what the two names mean.

Su Yan explained to him.

"The so-called double eight sons, is the master of eight different martial arts, there are also gates, there are also Buddhism, so the name is double, the eight people, the biggest is only in their twenties, the smallest just adult, eight people are rare in the magic world Genius, the lowest is also the Heavenly Master or the Zen Master. One of them, one Buddha, has already broken the Luohan and the Dixian.

"The three alliances are the organizations that make up the ghost-picking alliance, people, ghosts, demons, evil spirits, so the name 'three circles', meaning all-inclusive, a total of more than a dozen people, are also powerful roles. These two Organization is the most top-notch figure in this generation. As far as I know, they have always been arrogant about the Ghost Federation. We believe that we are all deified by legends, and we don’t have such strong strength. ”

Xiaoqing said indignantly, then turned to look at everyone.

In the big room, there are several people sitting:

After the vulgar four treasures, wearing a loose linen dress, his head is still a bald head, close to his forties, he has a lot of wrinkles in his eyes, and there are more vicissitudes in his face, but his eyes are not diminished.

Wu Jiawei sat on his side, a plain coat, because he is a ghost, the appearance has not changed for many years, but his eyes are more profound. Holding a sword in his arms, he sipped silently with a cup of tea. It looks more like a swordsman who doesn't talk much.

Xiaobai leaned against the sofa and painted with nail polish. He said: "These people are too odious. I have heard it even harder. I said, if it wasn’t for us, we would kill the Xingyue slave, the spell guild. How can there be today, now these young people have forgotten us, it is too much!"

"Young people, always like this."

A white-haired man came in with a kettle and pours tea for them. Wu Jiawei took over himself. Xiaobai pulled him to the sofa and sat down with him. He said, "Guo Lao, they are so offensive to catch ghosts. You can bear it."

The old man who came in this tea is Lao Guo.

For more than ten years, he left too many traces on him. His naturalized hair was half white, his waist was bent, his face was crawling with some wrinkles, and in his 60s, he showed some old things.

Shortly after the end of the Battle of the Three Realms, he completely retired, closed the coffin shop, bought a villa with the money earned in these years, and the family moved in. The four treasures and Wu Jiawei also moved in. He planted flowers every day. Raising grass and enjoying it, although there are many mages who come here to find him to build a musical instrument, but he refused, never shot.

He completely faded out of the spell world.

"After the Yangtze River, the waves are pushing forward, the old is old, there is nothing to admit, young people, let them go tossing."

Lao Guo said something, everyone was silent.

"Are you still chatting?"

A woman pushed the door into the living room and headed for the four treasures. She said, "It’s almost, we should set off."

Sibao stood up and stretched out and said to everyone: "Let's stay, I go to Laozhang's house, I have to come back in seven or eight days, don't leave, let's gather again, right, Xiaoqing, you have I’m going to see Guagua, this guy, I’m not going out for more than a decade, I guess he’s going to get depression, and you have time to spend more time with him.”

Xiaoqing said that he went, called Xiaobai and Wu Jiawei together, and confessed a few words with Lao Guo, they went out together and went to the melon house.

Lao Guo came to the yard, picked up the bucket of watering flowers, took a bucket of water, sang songs, and went to the yard to water the flowers.

A red-black cockroach crawled out from behind the flower wall and touched his hand with a tentacles, indicating relatives.

The flat head of the year.

Under the care of Lao Guo for more than ten years, the flat head was cultivated into a demon, and three tails were grown. Although it was a step away from the adult form, it also produced some intelligence, which was very close to Lao Guo.

Lao Guo’s villa spent a third of his savings. He used the internal price to find Zhou Jingru to buy the largest villa in the city. The light yard has thousands of flats, and there is a huge garden, grassy forest, like the wild.

Lao Guo planted a lot of shade plants in front of the flower wall, and arranged it into a force field that is conducive to the growth of evil spirits. The flat head is usually hidden in the middle and cultivated.

Lao Guo grabbed the head of the flat head and inspected it. He said: "After another month or so, you have to endure the thunder, you must fight for strength and restore the human form. I also expect you to support the elderly."

Two years ago, Guo Dazhen had a car accident and died. Lao Guo personally sent her soul to the Yinshi report, watching her cross the bridge, reincarnation...

Xiaoyu later married to Guangdong. For several years, he always thought of picking him up to support his life. Lao Guo refused. He didn't like the climate and environment there. He didn't want to disturb the life of his daughter-in-law and give them a burden. Living alone, the fish and fish couples are doing business, very busy, and can only come back to see their fathers during the holidays.

Lao Guo sat on the stone platform, with a flat head on the side and his head on his legs. Lao Guo stroked its head and fell into meditation.

Suddenly, a knock on the outside of the yard pulled him back from the past, turned his head and looked at the courtyard door, letting the flat head back into the garden and opening the door.

When the door opened, Lao Guo saw the teenager standing outside, and his brow wrinkled. He said, "I didn't tell you. I have already washed my hands in the golden basin. You want to play the instrument and find someone else."

After finishing the door, the teenager has squeezed in and put the gift on the stone platform. He said with a smile: "This is the most popular weight massager recently. Your cervical spine is not good. You can try it."

Old Guo glanced at him and did not say anything. He sat down in front of the stone bench and sat down.

The teenager sat in front of him and smiled and said: "Guo Lao, if this is something that others can do, I will not bother you. You also know that the tomb has a complex terrain and powerful mysterious evils. Sophisticated instruments can't go on at all, so... I have come to the door three times and five times. If Guo Lao feels that the conditions are not enough, we can talk."

Lao Guo shook his head. "I haven't played with them for many years. I have a hand, I am old, and my eyes are not good. You can find someone else."

"Add 50,000?"

"I will give you 50,000, please don't bother me if I can't do it later!"

Lao Guo’s work is going to catch up.

The teenager hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Well, don't talk about this, chat with the head office."

He saw a teapot on the table, took a cup, poured a cup for himself, and handed him a cigarette. Lao Guo was silent, and the teenager gave him another point. He smoked half a cigarette and said: "Guo Lao Three months later, the Spelling Guild will hold the Longhua Club in Yuntaishan. Do you know what the purpose is?" See the new chapter of Zui, please call us.